Seemingly serious version:
In the sixth year of Tianlin, Emperor Yanxi gave birth to her second son.
The emperor was very happy and gave him the name "Xuan" to match his legitimate son "Yun" to show his holy family.
Later, there was a rift between the emperor and the empress, and Ye, the son of the Qin family, was made the crown prince.
After the death of the emperor, Ziye became the emperor, and his bad nature became apparent, he was cruel and unruly, suspicious and fickle.
Zi Yun responded to the will of the people, gathered troops and horses, deposed the tyrant and replaced him, and made his younger brother Xuan the Marquis of Yongshun.
After many years, the remnants of the party rebelled, and Di Xuan was ordered to leave the palace to avoid the disaster. He met Ling, the son of the general of the auxiliary country, and they became friends and fell in love.
Easy and down-to-earth version:
Wei Ling was reborn carrying the system.
In his previous life, he searched for old friends to no avail and mistrusted others, which led to a turbulent life and ended in depression.
In this life, when they first meet, he must find out the identity of his old friend and never miss it again.
But is the young boy in front of him, who is in a state of embarrassment but whose nobility cannot be concealed and whose eyes are clear and bright, really be the mad critic who cannot express his emotions or anger in the future?
Wei Ling (cold face, calm tone): Your Highness has suffered.
In fact - I lost weight, felt distressed, and wanted to hug him.
Originally I just wanted to take good care of my old friend from childhood, but then things started to get out of hand...
"Your Majesty must not overfill the harem. Your Majesty is kind-hearted and cannot control them."
"Your Majesty must not lust after women. The people are the most important thing."
"Your Majesty, please don't look any further. Those beautiful women and men are meticulously crafted!"
…
"Is it okay to make you the national advisor and my only 'wife'?" The little emperor gently tugged on his sleeves, his eyes were bright, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and his expression was serious.
"... Let's go to the clan first to pick a good seedling and cultivate it." Wei Ling's ears turned crimson as he spoke, interlocking his fingers with the king.
Intention: The breeze embraces the bright moon, and the Xuanshan Mountain is dyed with a cool color